A wallpaper of generals covers the streets of the town. We surf the city on board an old tramway. The rail station opens and we are waiting in the cafe. The days are bright and Our Mother sings to heaven. We pray in the morning and in the afternoon. She has a black book full of promises. Money never arrives on time. She declares we must think about the future and what to do to earn the pennies. To each what can be done best. We all look at our Sister and we know her destiny.